Thank you for that excellent post on synchronicity! I believe synchronicity happens to each one of us numerous times each day, but we hardly recognize the signs. The Mystery we call Life is so deeply entangled with our inner and outer world that is seems as if there’s always this subtle communication going on between both worlds. Perhaps that’s why the wise old hermeticists said “as above, so below”..

Personally, I noticed it too the moment I started paying closer attention to what is áctually happening in my daily life. As an avid dream explorer, I’ve encountered many inexplicable synchronicities in the past few years. And every time, the ego tries to wrap its rational mind around it, but each time it is left perplexed and in a state of deep humility.

I’d like to share two anecdotes:

- A year ago I had the following dream: I was asleep at my parent’s home, yet suddenly I woke up by the cries of my sister (or my girlfriend? can’t remember correctly); she was having a bad dream with a lot of blood in it. I somehow knew that in my grandfather’s house, another girl was dreaming a similar dream. So as fast as I could, I ran outside the house, straight to my grandfather’s place. There, I learned that the girl didn’t dream of blood, but of equally red strawberries.

The after I had this dream, I came across one strawberry, lying in the middle of the road. Although it was raining, I stood there a long time, watching this strawberry and making sure I was not dreaming.

While the dream taught me of an inner division between a natural state (grandfather’s house) and an unnatural one (strawberry becomes a scene of blood; parent’s house), it did not really gave me a distinct feeling of which side I’m running to. Life however was merciful and delivered me this strawberry on the road, thus answering my inner question.

- Lately I’ve been working on integrating the image of the Earth Mother in my consciousness. At some critical points in this process, I came across lots of toads (including toads which were afterwards killed on the road) and also red sand/bricks on the road. I’ve never seen toads or red bricks at those spots, except for those specific moments when the inner battle was at its strongest.

All these experiences show me every time again that Life is indeed a Mystery to be lived and not a problem to be solved (as someone once said).

Thanks for stopping by. I have the same experiences with de ja vu – I’m absolutely certain at times that I’ve dreamed those moments when it occurs. I agree with you that our brains are amazing – there’s so much we don’t know about these amazing organs. The brain and its workings is the true undiscovered country

My personal moment of synchronicity came half-way through medical school. To that point, I would say I had been a smart, but not brilliant kid. I wondered what would possibly distuingish me from the other students. They were all bright.

We would make rounds, and the Professors had a big entourage of students and residents tag along. They would go in the room and ‘talk at’ the patient, but seldom with them.

I could tell the poor patient patient wanted to say something. ‘Uh wait… hey.. uh.. err…. uh hey!…’ They wanted to say it, but they were scared and intimidated and usually didn’t speak up.

I’d go in the room after rounds, sit in the chair, prop my feet up and ask ‘em what their trouble was. Sometimes I’d sit and eat popcorn with the family as they watched a movie. All I had to was ask and the patient or the family would give me all the clues I needed. It still baffles me that this is so elusive to some Docs.

Soon I was getting all the right answers. Bless her heart, one student got angry about it. “What made you so smart of of a sudden?” I was just a country boy (still am) and it upset her.

I tried to explain, but she didn’t want to hear it.

That was many decades ago. I knew then I would never go to work for a living again, and I haven’t. All I do is walk around and be Dr. B. At the end of the month, someone sends a check. I love the patients and the role, and I’ve helped more than af few in my time. My third year of med school, when I got my first try at the Doc gig was synchronicity at it’s best for me.

Dr. B

Dr. B

I guess my faith in God provides me with a convenient explanation – there’s a divine hand at work behind the scenes that we’re simply not aware of most of the time, but get a glimpse of every now and then in those synchronous moments.

Thanks so much for visiting my blog! I will certainly be back to yours when I get a spare minute.